I just want to say the best thing about writing this post was looking for pictures of Taylor Kitsch. It was pleasant.
Ok. Moving on.
I have recently become addicted to the TV show Friday Night Lights. Since I’m not a big TV watcher I’d never heard of it but Mandi and Samantha both said I really needed to check it out. I thought, ok whatever, high school football. Woo. But then I remembered who was recommending this series. Mandi and Samantha. Yeah. I got on that quick-like.
I love the angst, the drama but most of all I love looking at Taylor Kitsch. Never mind that he is portraying a high school football player and it feels slightly inappropriate to lust after his character Tim Riggins. Ignore that. Don’t think of it. Just gaze upon the beauty.
I have glommed on this show for about a week now. I can’t stop. And when I’m not watching, I miss the characters. I miss Dillon Texas. TEXAS FOREVER. Clear eyes, full hearts, can’t lose! *ahem* I need an intervention. But can we schedule that for when I’ve completed the last season please? Thank you.
Anyway, this has happened with books too. I’ve glommed up series or even just one book and experienced what I call after-funk. That feeling you get when it’s over and you’re not ready to accept it? When a favorite series ends, no matter how damn happy the ending was? After-funk. When the book is so angsty and painful and wrings your heart out, slaps it around and nurses it back to health at the end? After-funk. When the world is just so amazing you feel like you’re in it but there’s no more to read or you have to WAIT? After-funk.
I devoured the first three book in the Fever series by Karen Marie Moning and felt twitchy for days. Granted cliff hangers can do that but my head stayed in that world for a while.
Here are a few other books or series that gave me after-funk:
Black Dagger Brotherhood. But then I did have to stop at Phury’s book and wait for more
Sweet as Sin by Inez Kelley – The agnst, it hurt. I needed recovery time.
Broken by Megan Hart – Same as above x 1,000
There are more. Trust. But it’s easier if I just don’t go there. I’m still healing.
I have different ways of dealing with after-funk.
- I take a little break, a few days of therapy to deal with my loss.
- A trip to Cabo and many Margaritas to think things through
- Sit in a corner and rock until I can face another day…and shower
- Grab another book and be a big brave dog
So what books gave you after-funk and what do you do to get rid of the after-funk?